Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

"Then, let's start. Tails, restore your original form." Vera stared at Milu's distorted little face, and gave an order unhurriedly.

Sally leaned over to Vera, pointed to Tails who was standing in the middle of the open space and was taking off his coat, his eyes were burning and greedy, and he asked in a low voice: "Hey, despicable evil mage, I have wanted to ask for a long time, this guy What the hell? A magical creature?"

Vera smiled and shook her head.

"Abyss creature? No, it's not like it. Although the abyss is perfect for your evilness, he doesn't have the breath of the abyss." Sally's tone was very puzzled. "Although I don't want to admit it, this guy is indeed much stronger than my wolf."

Vera's slender black eyes showed pride, and she said reservedly: "Look."

In the middle of the open space, Tails' figure gradually elongated, twisted, and hazy, emitting a soft golden light from his body.

After the light dissipated, a golden dragon suddenly appeared in the center of the open space. He had scales between copper and gold, and his neck was slender and gracefully curved. With thin wings, it is elegant yet powerful.

The natural coercion of the golden dragon made everyone present almost involuntarily take a few steps back, breathing hard, and trembling in their hearts—except, of course, Vera and Hill.Although Elder Thielun looked very surprised, he still maintained a majestic calm.

Sally almost forgot to breathe.After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and wailed: "Goddess! God! Look! What did I see? Could it be? This is so simple! This is not fair! A dragon! A golden dragon!"

Immediately afterwards, Vera saw Sally rushing straight towards him, and even dropped his staff.Here it comes again... Vera secretly rolled her eyes and gave up avoiding.

Sally threw himself all over him, grabbed his lapel unceremoniously, shook him fiercely, and asked viciously: "You despicable guy, what did you do? That's a golden dragon! A golden dragon! How could a golden dragon be with you? This kind of guy who exudes evil aura is mixed together? How did you abduct him?!"

Vera turned her face to the side, wiped the drool on her face in disgust, and whispered relaxedly and proudly: "As you can see, the price is not high, mushrooms, lamb chops, maybe a leg of lamb?"

Sally looked like she was about to faint.

He didn't have time to faint - Vera leaned over in time and whispered in his ear: "Don't dream, you will never get a dragon. Why don't you think about it. My dear justice, look behind you , that beautiful priest is looking at you."

"What!" Sally jumped up and glared at Vera fiercely, "The public enemy of the intelligent race, the despicable and evil mage, why didn't you say it earlier?"

all the best.

Ender knelt on the ground, and the thick vines tightly wrapped around his slender limbs and waist, holding him firmly.Behind him, a tall and strong wooden spirit pressed down on his neck tightly, while the other two grabbed his arms to prevent him from struggling.

Behind him, Hill and Sully kept watch on Talisa for any obstruction.

Ender was forced to bow his head, his short messy brown hair drooped, shaking violently with his trembling.

"Talisa, forgive me," he said to himself.

He thought of the day he met Talisa.

At that time, he was wandering in Tuttan, exchanging his singing for food to satisfy his hunger.He didn't know where he came from, where he was going, and why he was wandering.He only knows that his name is Ender, and he can sing many, many beautiful songs.

Ander knew: he was stronger than others, and he recovered faster than others when he was injured.But before he remembered his own origin, he never felt that he was different from others. He had to eat the same, he would be cold, and he would...be in pain.

Until one day, he came to the random forest, and at the edge of the forest, Ander met a group of people of unknown origin.There were dozens of people in that group, they looked like mercenaries, there were fighters, and there were spellcasters.He came forward to greet him friendly, sang sweet songs, and tried to exchange for a full meal.However... the group of people seeing him is like a hungry wolf seeing a bleeding lamb, or a robber meeting a moving golden mountain.They rushed towards Ender, shouting, and chased him as far as the depths of the forest.

What happened at that time, he no longer remembers.Ender woke up deep in the random forest with a splitting headache and scars.When he opened his eyes, he saw Talisa.

The light green-skinned beauty showed a gentle smile at him, her high ponytail drooped naturally, and the ends of her hair brushed his cheeks, making him itch...

"Talisa... Talisa..." Cracked lips murmured silently, and Ender closed his eyes, piously as if calling a goddess.

Yes, I am no different from anyone else, I have to eat, I am cold, I am hurt, I am... love...

The past is like clouds and smoke, beautiful, ethereal, and fleeting.And now...

"Talisa, I'm sorry... I can't return my life to you..."

The power contained in the magic core was drawn from Ander's body by Vera, and flowed into the golden dragon's body little by little, converted into a source of life that was in harmony with Milu, and then slowly injected into the catalpa tree she was attached to.

Ender's violet eyes were tightly shut, and his brown eyebrows were tangled almost into a knot, a reminder of the pain he was suffering at the moment.The lower lip had been bitten through, and the oozing blood flowed down the chin into the neck socket, outlining his protruding collarbone.Ender held back the pain with the utmost willpower to prevent himself from crying out.If Talisa heard it, she would only be more heartbroken.Short and low moans flowed from the depths of his throat intermittently, and were swallowed by him again with the sweet blood.

With the passing of the life-sustaining power, Ander's consciousness gradually dimmed. Talisa's sobbing sound came from behind from time to time, piercing his eardrums and piercing his heart, like thousands of fine thorns. The steel needle squeezed him from all directions, ground him, and pierced him, causing bright red blood to ooze from his non-existent heart, overflowing his empty chest cavity.

There is nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

"Talisa, I'm sorry..."

There was darkness in front of my eyes, and my consciousness gradually became empty. In my mind, two completely different voices sounded at the same time: "Who are you?"

"who am I?"

"Who are you?"

"Who am I……"

The consciousness could no longer support the body, and Ender gradually gave up struggling and sank into the bottomless abyss.

In front of him, the withered branches and leaves slowly stretched out, and the broken roots were re-rooted. On the trunk, Mi Lu's tangled and twisted facial features gradually stretched out, becoming calm and peaceful again.

"No—!" The heart-piercing shout tore through the silence, Talisa's eyes went dark, and she fainted to the ground in despair.

The moment Ender's head was powerless to hang down, Tails' huge body trembled imperceptibly.

The connection is broken.

Tails turned his head sideways, unable to bear to see the slender body that had lost all signs of life, entangled in the vines.At the last moment before the connection was disconnected, the poet's deep sorrow and pain poured in along the magic connection, hitting his heart hard.

He knew that Ender couldn't come back.

Lose a life, save a life.Is it right or wrong?he does not know.All he knew was: he was still there after all, and he couldn't do anything.

The sun was soft and warm, and the cheers of the wood spirits were particularly ear-piercing.Amid the boiling cheers, Vera's voice was calm and indifferent, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him, "Tals, come back, it's over."

It's over.

As night fell, the Mage Tower returned to its former tranquility.

Tails lay on his not wide bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.Vera brought back Ender's lifeless body, and Talisa, she was unwilling to let Ender go at all, so Vera had no choice but to bring her back together.

Lying down is very uncomfortable. During this period of time, Tails has gradually become accustomed to lying down and sleeping like a human being, instead of lying on his stomach or curling up like he did at first.He rolled over and lay face down on the bed, burying his chin in the soft pillow and closing his eyes.This was the posture he liked originally, but now, he felt even more uncomfortable.

The door opened.

Vera came in.

The aroma of tea mixed with cabbage wafted from the tray he was carrying, slightly bitter and sweet.Vera put the tray on the wooden table next to Tails' bed, picked up a teacup, and handed it to Tails.

"Adding cabbage grass and forgetting soul flower will help you sleep."

After that, he sat beside Tails' bed, picked up the other one, lowered his head, and sipped slowly.The long black hair covered the mage's cheeks, and under the dark blue nightgown, the mage's fingers looked extraordinarily slender.

Tails was holding the teacup, the slightly bitter aroma relieved his discomfort, and soon, the teacup bottomed out.

A teacup was handed to him, and against the black cup, the mage's fingers looked bloodless.Tails looked at Vera suspiciously, and after confirming that he was not acting abnormally, Tails took the teacup and sipped the almost full liquid.

Vera put her hands on her legs, flexed and stretched flexibly, and danced.He did it a lot, Tails asked him, and the answer was: keep your fingers sharp.

While drinking herbal tea, Tails wondered why Vera came here.Before that, he was somewhat resentful towards Vera, even though he knew it was meaningless, he still couldn't help but want to vent his anger.And these angers suddenly dissipated the moment he smelled the aroma of the herbal tea.

The tea was very bitter, Tails swallowed slowly, thinking about everything that happened today.

The mage sat quietly by the bed, playing with his fingers, without saying a word.

When the second cup of tea bottomed out, a slender hand took the cup.

Vera put the teacup back on the tray and ordered Tails: "My dear servant, get down."

This order was very humiliating, but Tails couldn't raise his spirit to resist.He turned over slowly, lay on the bed, found a comfortable position, and waited for Vera's next order.

"Come here a little."

Tails secretly rolled his eyes, and slowly moved towards the bed.

"Come a little more."

"...Despicable mage, don't bully the dragon too much!" Tails complained, and reluctantly moved over.

The mage stood up and rolled up the cuffs of his wide dark blue nightgown.Vera bent down and approached Tails, the black hair slid down his shoulders and scattered on his chest, and the ends of the hair swayed with his movements, sweeping the back of Tails' neck.Tails shivered and couldn't help raising his hand, wanting to scratch the itchy place.

"Don't move." Warm fingers touched the back of his neck, grasping gently.The mage's strength is very appropriate, and his technique is very sophisticated.Tails couldn't help stretching his neck to make himself more comfortable.

Slowly move his fingers down, from the back of Tails' neck to his shoulders and back, rubbing gently.The mage's technique was proficient, and soon, Tails narrowed his eyes and cooperated with the mage's movements to relax his sore muscles.

When the finger moved to the lower back, Tails felt itchy and couldn't help twisting his waist to avoid the mage's finger.Vera held him lightly but firmly, bent down, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be nervous, my dear servant."

Vera's tone was full of teasing, and the warm breath fell on Tails' ears. Tails couldn't help shaking, and complained in a muffled voice: "Stay away from me."

While pressing Tails' lumbar spine, Vera asked casually: "My dear servant, what's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?"

Tails turned his head, gave him a sideways glance, and ignored him.

"Tals, I know you're uncomfortable. You lost your friend." Vera was silent for a while, and then his movements stopped, as if he was thinking about something.After a while, he spoke again, saying in a nostalgic and cold tone, "I lost it too."

Tails couldn't help but glanced at the mage again.Vera also lost?A despicable guy like him actually has friends to lose?

"That was a long time ago. Tails, you..." Vera paused.After a while, he sighed and didn't say any more.

"I don't know if Ender is considered a friend. The relationship between dragons and dragons is very close, far higher than that of other races. Between golden dragons, the word 'friend' is not used. We are all of the same race." Tails squinted his eyes and recalled the past, "I remember, a long time ago, I lived with humans, but... well, I just lived together in a village, and I like their stew very much. As for 'friends' , it shouldn't be counted. And Ender... I think he is very familiar."

"familiar?"

"Yes, his eyes. I'm sure I haven't seen him, but his eyes always make me feel very familiar. It's like..." Tails frowned, thinking.After a while, he shook his head impatiently, "I can't remember it. Anyway, it's very familiar. I don't want to watch him die in front of me. But..."

"Really?" Vera's tone was very calm, "Well, I have some good news."

"Huh? Despicable mage, I don't have any expectations for the 'good news' from your mouth." Tails lay on the bed and glanced at the mage with disdain.

"Your friend, Ender, may be saved."

"What?!" Tails immediately jumped up from the bed. He condescendingly grabbed Vera's skirt and shook it violently, "Are you serious? I warn you, despicable mage, if you dare to lie to me, so I……"

"What about you?" Vera's slender black eyes were full of smiles, and he teased Tails, "My dear servant, have you thought of a way to bypass the Soul Blood Pact?"

"You... despicable mage!" Tulls was discouraged for a moment.

"Good night, my dear servant."

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